Writing For Mass Consumption

Poverty begets frustration;
Frustration provides pain to the spine;
Pain deprives us of laughter,
But to attain longevity,
We force the lips to smile.
Against all odds,
We aspire to make it,
When obstacle surfaces,we kill it,
Hence,we forget the past and move on.
The road to victory is shallow;
The track to fulfillment is narrow;
Due to zeal,we adjust our bone marrow,
And prepare to fight like a berserk buffalo.
No woman;No cry,
But the heart must not be dry.
We all have a good fate,
But the time of demise have no date.
I wish we can all accept reality,
And believe that not all can obtain popularity.
Only faith keeps the heart going,
And to achieve,the body must keep moving.